SUNDAY JOINT, 9-6-2020: BREDEN MARGIESON, JAMES MICHENER’S “HAWAII”

Hey All,

Big waves put the wind right up me, big books do not, and to explain we must return to Venice Beach, 1972. The Breakwater that year kicked my prepubescent 7th-grade ass so hard one morning that Allen Sarlo—just three years older, but covered head to toe in muscle and hair—swam over to rescue me. I walked home and got in bed and continued reading Hawaii. James Michener’s 1959 book is rightly considered a masterpiece of historical fiction, and while I can’t say I enjoyed every one o...